Zhu Zhanji walked forward along the dark and narrow alley. Under the mottled stone wall, stood a mysterious man wearing a black iron mask. He could not tell the male and female, and he was as cold as a shadow on the ground.
"Why are you looking for me now? I told you not to contact me again in the future." Zhu Zhanji frowned slightly, "My third uncle was tricked by you into assassinating the emperor. The past mistakes are clear to me, and I don't want to make the same mistake again."
A piercing laughter came from under the black iron mask, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I'm here to talk about business this time. It's very important to your East Palace. Are you sure you don't want to hear it?"
"What do you mean?" Zhu Zhanji had an ominous premonition.
"The emperor said that he will depose the crown prince and establish King Qi!" The masked man spoke clearly.
Zhu Zhanji immediately became furious: "Fuck you, where did you hear the rumors? Do you think I will easily fall into the trap you set? You are wishful thinking!"
"Rumor? What the emperor himself said to the monk in black in Jiming Temple, do you think it is also a rumor?" The masked man sneered, "It's up to you to believe it or not, I'm just telling you."
"I'll kill you, the rebellious traitor!"
Zhu Zhanji was so angry that he pointed the knife at the masked man's forehead. His arms were shaking at the moment, and he wanted to split the bastard's head in half with a knife!
He really had murderous intentions!
This rebel who had once bewitched King Zhao to assassinate the emperor was now bewitching him with evil words! What made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince even more uneasy was that he had a vague feeling that what the other party said was true!
The emperor really had the idea of deposing the crown prince and establishing King Qi!
This time King Qi conquered Nuer Gandusi, and the cooperation between him and the emperor was tacit, as if the two had reached some shady deal a long time ago, while the princelings were kept in the dark from beginning to end, passive in everything, and were manipulated by the old man and the emperor. Prince Qi's mansion is full of tricks.
Why!
His father, Zhu Gaochi, is the eldest son! He is only virtuous and virtuous. He has worked hard for the Ming Dynasty for so many years. Why should he depose the crown prince and establish King Qi!
If King Qi becomes the crown prince, where will his grandson be placed? It is clear that he, Zhu Zhanji, is the future heir of the empire!
How unfair this is!
"come kill me."
The masked man stepped forward, put the blade in front of his neck, and said calmly, "Kill me and nothing will happen? Kill me and your father can keep his position as prince? Kill me. If you kill me, you can become the emperor!"
His last words were almost shouted, with a loud voice that made Zhu Zhanji calm down instantly.
Killing this rebel will relieve your temporary anger, but it will be of no use to you.
Zhu Zhanji's brain was working rapidly. He stared at the mysterious masked man in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"
This masked man is definitely not a person. Behind him, there is a huge invisible intelligence network organization. This intelligence network has even penetrated into Jiming Temple!
What kind of place is Jiming Temple?
It was as difficult as climbing to the sky to place people in Jiming Temple. Previously, the King of Han had been manipulating the Jin Yiwei to plant hidden stakes in Jiming Temple. As a result, he lost his wife and troops, and finally had to give up in despair. What even the King of Han and Jin Yiwei failed to accomplish, this group of people did it!
What a terrifying energy this is!
They are definitely not ordinary rebels. They tempted a Ming vassal to assassinate the emperor. Is this what normal rebels can think of? Forget it if you can think of it, they are really deceived!
This was not surprising to Zhu Zhanji. His third uncle, Prince Zhao, usually did not do any good things. He seemed to be extremely shrewd, but in fact he was a fool when it came to big things.
"Does my identity matter?" the masked man said with a smile, "For you, me, or us, identity is the most useless thing. What matters is value. What value can I bring to you? What value can you bring to me?"
Zhu Zhanji snorted coldly, turned and left without saying anything.
The masked man looked at the back of the great grandson of the Ming Emperor and shook his head: "You are still young. He is so angry. He is far behind him compared to me. He needs to be tempered."
"Youth is no excuse for making mistakes." A faint voice came from behind the masked man, "Thirteen, from now on you will be in charge of Zhu Zhanji's line, and he will come to you again."
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"Fang Shangshu."
Fang Bin, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, who was working hard on his writing, heard a familiar voice and looked up to see a young man with a springy smile and handsome features.
It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun.
"My grandson is looking for me, what's the matter with me?" Fang Bin quickly stood up and saluted, but he was a little suspicious in his heart.
It is true that he is a princeling, but it would be too rude for the emperor's grandson to come directly to the Ministry of War. This attracts people's attention, and it would not be good if word spread to the Long Live Lord.
"It's my presumption to bother you all of a sudden." Zhu Zhanji also knew what Fang Bin was thinking, so he said apologetically.
Fang Bin waved his hand: "Your Majesty, you are too polite. Are you here to see me for something?"
"Sir, can you lend me a moment to speak?" Zhu Zhanji asked.
Fang Bin nodded: "Good."
Of course, I have to take a step to speak. How can it be revealed that the Minister of War and the emperor's grandson are colluding together to discuss things, unless Fang Bin doesn't want to be a second-rank official.
The two of them moved to the corridor in the backyard of the Yamen. Fang Bin looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he looked at Zhu Zhanji: "Grandson, if you have anything to say, just tell me. I have official business, so I can't delay it for too long."
"The official business mentioned by Fang Shangshu is the matter of allocating and supervising the transportation of 30,000 grain and fodder for the Northern Expedition Army?" Zhu Zhanji asked.
Fang Bin was not surprised when the emperor's grandson pointed it out, and said: "Who in Jinling City doesn't know that the task of allocating and supervising the transportation of grain and fodder is placed on the head of our Ministry of War. Fortunately, Mr. Xia of the Ministry of Revenue has no ink this time. I think he was afraid of missing something, so he took out the food and grass neatly, which also saved me a lot of trouble."
Zhu Zhanji said with concern: "Fang Shangshu, please don't exhaust yourself. You are already old. It is not worth it if you delay the delivery of grain and grass and exhaust yourself."
"How much is my life worth? Food and grass are of great importance. How can I delay..." Fang Bin suddenly looked solemn and said, "Grandson, what you said is not in the right taste."
After so many years of hard work in the officialdom, Fang Bin went through hardships from a doctor to the position of Minister of the Ministry of War. He followed the emperor many times on the northern inspection tour and the northern expedition. He relied on his alert personality and ability to understand what he meant.
How could he not hear that Zhu Zhanji's words were full of thorns? He sounded like an old hermaphrodite!
"Fang Shangshu is a sensible person, so I'll tell you the truth." Zhu Zhanji's eyes were deep, "Please Fang Shangshu, please drag the grain and grass sent to Shuntian Mansion for King Qi on the road for ten and a half days."
"It's a desperate plan!" Fang Bin was shocked, "Grandson, you want my head!"
What a joke, after ten days and a half of delay, when King Qi arrives at Shuntian Mansion and finds that the food has not been delivered, I am afraid that he will kill all his soldiers!
What’s even more frightening is that it’s almost 100% likely that the 30,000 Northern Expeditionary Army will start a mutiny due to lack of food! Not to mention that the Northern Expeditionary Army is the elite from the Beijing camp, the elite will starve to death, and they will mutiny if they don't have enough to eat!
This is not as simple as making Fang Bin lose his official title, this is making him die!
The emperor will definitely kill him to appease the public anger. When the time comes, no relatives will come to the banquet. They are all on the list of the three Yi tribes and will have a reunion dinner in the underworld!
"Fang Shangshu, don't panic." Zhu Zhanji said with a smile, "This food and grass travels by water. The Grand Canal is not plagued by monsters once or twice. It is normal for several ships to sink. If it is delayed due to weather changes, There is no reason for the emperor to blame you for the trip. The East Palace has introduced a few scapegoats, and this matter will be over."
"Taishun, I advise you to give up this idea." Fang Bin rejected the Taisun's proposal without hesitation.
Fuck your mother, it will be revealed that you, Zhu Zhanji, and the emperor are a family, and you will not be punished to death no matter what. But I, Fang Bin, are not of the same family as you. If the matter is revealed, I will definitely be punished by the Yi clan. If you ask me to play with you with the three clans, how do you think it is so beautiful?
"Master Fang, you don't need to do this." Zhu Zhanji said calmly, "You only need to turn a blind eye, and I will find someone to take care of the matter and clear you of any involvement in this matter. The relationship between."
"Grandson, don't mention this matter again in the future!" Fang Bin did not waver at all.
He is now a second-rank minister and has reached the end of his official career. He chose to join the princelings just to find a backer for his own stability.
But now that his backer is dragging him through the fire pit, Fang Bin would rather break up with Dong Gong than get involved. If you and Dong Gong break up, then you can seek refuge with King Qi. If that doesn't work, you'll end up being a lonely minister, but if you fall into this pit of fire, you'll really be doomed.
Zhu Zhanji said unhurriedly: "Fang Shangshu, don't you want to be the first person to serve as two ministers since the founding of the Ming Dynasty?"
Fang Bin's heart almost stopped: "What did Taisun just say?"
"My father is in poor health and the emperor is old. It will only be a few years before I take office. As long as Fang Shangshu is willing to help me..." Zhu Zhanji is also willing to go all out and dare to say anything treasonous, " When I ascend the throne, Fang Shangshu will be the first person since the founding of the Ming Dynasty to hold the posts of both the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of War!"
